35. There’s not a lot of point spending time at work on Tuesday – not writing about it, that is, although it’s a frustrating day where software fucks me over. We use Macs at work; for some reason, every now and again when I open any Microsoft software, like Word (to read and edit a manuscript), or Outlook (to check my emails), the Mac decides that it needs to verify the software. I’ve only used this computer and this software for the last ten years, so I have no idea why it insists on these sporadic verifications. Somewhere, somebody (or a team of somebodies) is being paid to make these…